Blackhat movie review: broken code
This mysteriously misbegotten flick should be a gritty 10-hour miniseries so it would have time to explore its ideas and potentially fascinating characters.
Kumiko, The Treasure Hunter movie review: Minnesota odd-yssey
Weirdly funny and weirdly sad, one woman’s slo-mo nervous breakdown becomes an exercise in pathos that is unforgettably poignant.
London photo: creamy houses
In Bayswater.
Where Are the Women? Foxcatcher
One wife and one mother appear only very briefly… and then only to represent a generic idea of the influence women have on men. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
Foxcatcher movie review: the rich are different
A pensive and unsettling film that defies genre description and keeps you wondering just what the heck sort of film you’re watching.
Where Are the Women? Gone Girl
Offers a very regressive view of a woman’s power in our culture, one that is faux feminist and supports a hoary fantasy of what women are “supposed” to be. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
Where Are the Women? The Judge
There isn’t a single woman here who is not defined exclusively as an adjunct to a man, even though there is plenty of room for women not limited by gender. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
London photo: Dilys Powell lived here
She was a film critic. Maybe she liked the dark of a basement flat.
Where Are the Women? Virunga
A female journalist doing a dangerous job accounts for the positive score, though she is the only woman who appears onscreen in any meaningful capacity. [This post is not behind the paywall.]
Virunga documentary review: no walk in the park
This is not a nature documentary, though there are some beautiful scenes of wild spaces. This is war journalism, tense and upsetting.
